I feel like I’m deteriorating as I wait for your words to arrive.
Through all this chaos, they keep me sane.
When you don’t respond on time,
I get paranoid that you have left for good.
But, you always come back.
I see a notification in my inbox,
and the tightness in my chest disappears.
Your words fill me like warm coffee,
soothing my mind with your virtual presence.
And while I type out the answers to your questions,
I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to actually hold you.